Antonia’s POV
I was wary of Adalia’s plan, but it seemed I underestimated the meaning of the mating thing for the werewolves. They all seemed to accept the events as they followed. No one would ask any questions or discussed the matter and everyone seemed happy and relieved that their king found his queen. Yet when I saw Marianna’s expression when she entered the hall, I understood how it was possible. She was pure genuine happiness, that no one would doubt.
I stood in the back, among the less important guests with Justin by my side. Werewolves around us didn’t know how I was connected to Marianna, so they spoke freely around us.
“Pretty thing, the king is lucky,” said a middle-aged woman showered with jewels too ostentatious to even pretend that they were inherited.
“Look at Lord Nive
